I really liked this. I feel for both of them. And I loved the line, “Feed me.” Way to go! I’m going to remember that as a possible way to roll back the decades should I ever be in a similar situation (whether involving a tent or not).

Sounds like night shift on the Altzheimer’s ward I used to work in. We had a gentleman vet who had flown sorties in WWII at Pearl Harbor. Occasionally, I got the opportunity to relive that history with him by being his co-pilot/ bombadeer. Learned more in those sorties over the picnic table than I ever did in History class.

That is scary. He really needs to get hold of the gun. Survivalists scare the daylights out of me. They don’t trust anyone. It would be even worse if one was delusional. I knew one woman whose own violent husband with Alzheimer’s tried to shoot her. She escaped and had to have him hospitalized for life in a special nursing home for violent patients. Good writing, Neil. —- Suzanne